[Comprehensive] Sherlock Holmes

066.

It was night, wearing stars and wearing moon.

From nowhere, the piano is faintly heard, and the fingertips are dancing, staggering closer and further away.The small cafe is self-admiring, warm-toned lights are reflected from the small windows, embracing itself, and the aroma of coffee has a thick texture, unconsciously flowing out from the gap where guests push open the door.

Quiet and close to people's hearts.

This is Oxford.

She followed behind Sherlock, her hand was still being held by him, not in a hurry, the free hand was slanted in her pocket, it was extremely relaxed - if asked, she could even blow it easily A whistle, and Jane Ruo didn't quite understand where this relaxed mood came from, but anyway, she felt that Sherlock's attitude seemed to represent reconciliation.

"—You just came back from outside too?" She smiled, "Why did you go?"

"..." Sherlock remained silent, still pulling her forward.

"...Isn't it?" Jian Ruo quickened her pace a little, moved closer to Sherlock's side, and glanced at his face, "——Are you still angry? Because of what happened in the afternoon?"

Sherlock paused, turned his face and gave her a sideways glance: "Angry? With a goldfish? ——You think too much, Jane."

That doesn't sound like it's not angry at all.

Jian Ruo touched her nose: "...well, whatever you want. Wait for Sherlock! I said, can we slow down?"

"What?" Sherlock smiled on the surface, "—are you full from eating steak?"

Jane Ruo choked up, and didn't bother to ask Sherlock how she saw that she had eaten the steak: "——No, I'm not full at all, so I'm planning to go to the supermarket to buy some bread."

Sherlock stopped, and the two of them stood in the middle of the road. Sherlock's expression seemed a bit indescribable. The two of them stared at each other, and finally Jian Ruo couldn't hold back a smile: "—how about going to the supermarket together?" ?”

……

That doesn't fit his style at all.

He means - go to the supermarket.

This sounds so surreal, it could be called the biggest joke of the year - Sherlock Holmes is visiting the supermarket!Not for inspection!Mycroft knew he would laugh like crazy!Sherlock thought so, and reluctantly followed behind Jian Ruo, procrastinating, slowly, frowning and thinking about why he agreed to such an outrageous request just now.

"If you only buy bread," his silent gray eyes showed a glass texture under the light at this time, which looked a bit difficult, "——you should turn right, not—" He raised his head to signal Jian Ruo to the left. sign, "—Snack Zone."

"I think we might need some snacks." Jane shrugged indifferently, "We can eat while watching TV."

"—But I don't like eating snacks, and I don't like watching TV!" Sherlock frowned deeply.

Jian Ruo didn't look back: "But I like it."

"It's a pity you haven't had a chance of getting into the state - you'd make a very good communist, Jane."

"Should I say thank you for the compliment?" Jane Ruo showed a smile, took a bag of cookies from the shelf, and threw it to Sherlock. I plan to try the government after graduation, do you think the democratic and enlightened British government will recruit me?"

"You must be crazy." Sherlock said blankly.

"I don't ask too much," Jian Ruo searched up and down for her favorite snacks, "—just like your brother, you can hold a last post in the government."

"..."

There was silence.

The sudden silence made Jian Ruo feel a little terrified, she looked back at Sherlock uncomfortably.

"I just think," Sherlock replied slowly, "—that you may never reach this goal in your life. I mean—you can give up."

"...It's so difficult for the civil servants of the British government now?" Jian Ruo was a little incredulous, "I thought no matter how difficult it was, it would be easier than Tian/Chao."

"It's not a matter of difficulty——" Sherlock said with an expression that he didn't want to say more, "No! Wait! You actually want to work for the British government?! Jane, you should follow your heart—this kind of rules and regulations are everywhere. Working with rules and regulations does not pose any intellectual challenges - well, it seems to be a bit suitable for you when analyzed in this way."

"...Thank you, but I'm not happy at all." Jian Ruo smiled and gave Sherlock a bar of chocolate.

"I really don't know what's so delicious about these." Sherlock frowned with disgust.

"I understand." Jian Ruo didn't turn her head, "—as if I don't understand what's so interesting about those cases."

"With all due respect - eat those carbs and you have an 80% chance of getting fat."

"I won't, I've been exhausted every day since I was investigating the case with you - what is this thing?" Jian Ruo didn't hesitate, "Since I came to England, I haven't gained weight - please, have pity on me I'm still a child." Holding a can of candy, she turned to look at Sherlock with a pitiful look, and blinked at him, "Boss, will the snacks be reimbursed?"

Sherlock: "..."

……

"I don't know why," Jian Ruo held the jar, and stuffed a candy into her mouth, soft candy, a bit Q, just the kind she likes, so she smacked her lips unavoidably, "—I always I feel something is wrong." She hung the plastic bag on her wrist, and let the plastic bag rub against it to make a noisy sound, but she looked lost in thought, "The more I think about it, the more something is wrong."

Sherlock glanced at her, but said nothing.

"...Actually, I think it's my fault this afternoon." She seemed to open up, apologizing very naturally, "...I'm sorry for you, Sherlock. I don't know why, then For a moment, for a moment, I just can't help but speculate on you with the most malicious thoughts—it shouldn't be," she pursed her lips, and rubbed her eyebrows with her free hand unnaturally.

—Hands near the browbones represent shame.Sherlock's eyes dimmed.

"...I said we were friends." She didn't notice Sherlock's expression at all, and continued on her own, "Anyway, I should believe you, maybe the whole world doesn't trust you, but I don't should--"

"Why?" Sherlock interrupted her, "—it's not rational. There are no absolutes in this world. The best way to behave is to be skeptical about everything."

Jian Ruo was stunned: "...but we are friends, aren't we?"

"With all due respect - there is no logical relationship between friends and absolute trust."

"But if we are friends, I am willing and should entrust you with my trust." Jian Ruo's voice was very soft, and for a reason that she could not describe herself, Jian Ruo even suspected that her words were reaching Xia Xia. Before Locke's ears, it will be blown away by the wind, "——this is normal."

"Do all my friends do that?" Sherlock asked without emotion.

Jian Ruo hesitated for a second: "...true friend. I'm sure."

"When a person says 'sure' in a strong tone, it often means that he doesn't feel confident." Sherlock lowered his eyes and put his hands in his pockets, "—this is common sense."

"Because I haven't tried it, I'm not confident." Jian Ruo answered him, "—but I believe that others are like this. True friends all over the world are people who can trust each other."

"Really? Then they are really stupid." Sherlock glanced at Jian Ruo, with an emotion in his eyes that Jian Ruo couldn't understand, "—they shouldn't trust others so easily. Keep doubting and Rationality, this is the sensible way. You—" He paused, "Jane, of course you should also maintain this rationality."

"But I think you are trustworthy, Sherlock." Jane Ruo tilted her head, "—and we are friends. You are a trustworthy friend, I have known this for a long time—it is because of this, That's why I regret so much, I actually suspected you so much at that time."

"—No." Sherlock looked straight ahead, he wanted to say something, but he turned a corner when the words reached his mouth, "cough...I mean—before you..." He paused, but still didn't speak out.

Say what?

What about the results he observed?Those blind, irrational trusts?Those images, frame by frame, can be seen everywhere in the memory palace.Every maintenance seemed childish and irrational—she didn't have the slightest rational analysis, whether she was facing Mycroft or the idiots at Scotland Yard, she was always like that, like—— Well... Like "Red Beard", who stood in front of him no matter what, and his mind was always far away from them at that time - whether it was Jian Ruo or Red Beard, there was no rational analysis, no evidence, all relying on the adrenal gland and that so-called "emotion"—

...stupid.

He raised his chin, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he looked repulsive: "—well,—let me put your status above Mr. Skull—for the sake of your wish."

Jian Ruo was a little confused, she blinked her eyes in confusion.

"Oh!" She seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, "—so I am your number one friend now?"

Sherlock glanced at her, condescendingly: "It depends on whether you can replace Mr. Skull's job."

"What kind of job can he have?" Jian Ruo threw a candy into her mouth, chewing and talking, her words were a little vague, "—he can't even turn his head."

"At least he won't talk so much." Sherlock smiled pretendingly, and glanced at Jian Ruo, "—and he won't always eat endlessly. Oh, obviously, he won't gain weight."

Jane Ruo: ... Sherlock, come here and I promise I won't kill you!

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